For some Duke students, leaving campus entails only of venturing to cafes on Ninth Street and exploring Main Street’s offerings downtown. Oftentimes students fall into the Duke bubble and do not seek out the opportunity to engage with Durham’s rich history. A few students this semester got the chance to change that—at least for themselves.

What does it mean to be a house course when students are now in different houses all over the world? Like the rest of Duke’s undergraduate class offerings, house courses have now moved to distance learning.

After the nation focused its attention to the Wisconsin elections last week—which were held after the U.S. Supreme Court ruled against a delayed Election Day or mail-in ballots—Jill Karofsky emerged victorious in the hotly contested State Supreme Court race. Turns out, she's a Duke alumna.

Last week, Duke launched three equally-important philanthropic initiatives to support those impacted by the coronavirus. One of the initiatives, the Duke-Durham Fund, aims to tackle the broader impact of COVID-19 by committing $5 million to local nonprofits, community-based organizations and small businesses such as barbershops, restaurants and bars. As all of us rightfully focus on the very immediate health crisis in front of us, meaningful contributions to the Duke-Durham Fund could lessen the impact of another potential crisis on the horizon for Durham.

In 2014, Vijay Iyer delivered the keynote speech at a reunion of Yale Asian American alumni. Addressing a room of people who may as well have been Asian Americans from Duke, he contemplated on what it means to be “Asian American.” Iyer argued that “to succeed in America, is somehow, to be complicit with the idea of America—which means that at some level you’ve made peace with its rather ugly past.”

Now that the world has grinded to an unsatisfying halt and artists are delaying release dates, marring what promised to be among the greatest years in rap history, the time is right to reflect on the largely ignored conflict in Memphis, T.N. between Young Dolph and Yo Gotti, perhaps the most bizarre footnote in the genre of the past decade.

There was a window on a quiet street in South Carolina with its shutters wide open, light spilling onto the dark, green lawn. By the window sat a girl with long hair, wearing her mother’s borrowed clothes. Behind her there was a white blanket, strung up with a chip clip and some tape to hide the walls she painted purple when she was twelve years old. There was a little table across from her, topped with all seven Harry Potter books, a laptop teetering dangerously at the very top of the stack.

Senior Gretchen Wright accepted an internship with the Nantucket Historical Association on the Monday of spring break, looking forward to a summer on the picturesque island and an internship that could help springboard her career.